Though everyone, outside of the Vale family, should have probably been at at the very least, a little ease, everyone wasn’t.
Muñyirah was one of those few. As soon as they dotted the door of their home, she’d spent the remainder of the night pacing, and losing herself in thought.
She was completely heartbroken by the loss that was dealt out to Abigail and Aurora. Of course, she was saddened by Magdalyn’s loss as well. Every one of the three women that she thought about held their own special bond with Jeriko, and now he was gone.
Muñyirah, herself, hadn’t even fully settled into knowing Jeriko as her nephew. The idea of what could have been, forced her to miss the boy even more.
“Mun?”
When she heard her true mate’s voice break through her overwhelmingly worrying thoughts, she pau
